The cold wind started to blow from the West.
Leaves made a rustling sound while the crickets sang harmoniously somewhere in the garden.
Suddenly, a figure was walking hurriedly toward the courtyard in front without any hesitation. The figure's footsteps were soft and soundless that the person inside the courtyard wouldn't hear it.
When the figure finally stopped, he silently opened the doors and closed it after entering. The room was shrouded in darkness and the candlelit beside the bed was already extinguished even before the figure came.
The man swept his eyes to the room and was in awe at the expensive antiques and furniture in the room. He wanted to touch them but remembering that he has another task to do, he shook his head and stop himself from getting distracted.
Slowly walking toward the bed, the man suddenly tugged his belt and lapel. Soon, the sound of fabric rustling and falling down the floor produced a soft 'plop' sound.
The man who came stripped his clothes off from his body and was now barely covered. He stopped walking only when he was almost in contact with the edge of the bed where a woman was sleeping silently.
Ke Song, the man who came like a thief under the veil of the night was a male prostitute. He was offered a large sum of money with the task of staining the reputation of a young lady.
He didn't know who was the one who paid him since it was a servant who negotiated with him nor did he have any inkling of the identity of the woman he was about to stain.
However, after seeing that he's about to become a flower thief (a.k.a a man who deflowers a virgin without consent) Ke Song was extremely happy and satisfied. As a male prostitute who only relies on the older and ugly wealthy females who came to pay for his service, the young lady on the bed was an extra icing to his cake since.
Not only did he receive a large amount of money, but he was also able to have fun with a young woman.
Looking down to that petite figure, Ke Song licked his lips like a ravenous beast and was about to reach his hand to touch the woman on the bed when suddenly, he saw a silver flash in front and was speeding toward him.
The woman on the bed was originally lying on her side with her back toward Ke Song. And when he walked closer to her, Ke Song was unable to see that the woman was completely awake and thus, he didn't expect her to pull out a buyao (hair ornament) and viciously stab it to his left eye.
The tip of the buyao pierced through his eyes like a soft flab of fat and soon, Ke Song's shriek resounded throughout the room. However, his scream didn't even last for two seconds when his mouth was covered with a blanket, burying his screams of pain.
Feeling the excruciating pain from his left eye, Ke Song fell on his butt as he struggled but the person who stabbed him didn't stop and let him go.
The two of them fell on the floor with a loud 'thud'. One was lying with his back on the floor and the other was on top of the first one.
Earlier, when Lin Xiaofei forced herself to sleep from the emotional pain she felt, her eyes didn't listen to her and were wide open the entire time. She found herself unable to sleep after everything that has happened in just a day.
However, she didn't expect that someone was fearless enough to actually come to her courtyard and try to deflower her.
What's more, the man who attacked her seemed to be so sure that no one was around her courtyard that he didn't hesitate when entering her courtyard.
Lin Xiaofei was no expert in martial arts but even a child knows how to kill a person when they're at the jaws of danger.
She sat astride on his chest and used her hand to keep the blankets covered in his mouth while her other hand was still on the buyao which she didn't let go even when the two of them fell on the ground.
Lin Xiaofei struggled to keep him from moving around and drove the buyao even further inside his eye to weaken him to which she gained another round of painful shriek from Ke Song.
Lin Xiaofei lived two lifetimes already and greatly suffered in the first. She knew exactly what those screams felt like but she had no pity to show to a man who came to harm her.
Bloodstained her hand where she was holding the buyao and with Ke Song trying to get her hands off him, he scratched and left a few marks on her white porcelain wrists but Lin Xiaofei ignored it and continued to drive the buyao deeper.
She leaned forward and whispered next to his ear like a lover would, "Who ordered you?"